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juminsamore · 10 months
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thinking about a secret love with Miguel, both of you in his office alone. him gently placing a hand on your cheek tilting your head up to look at him, lips inches apart,him telling you in a whisper...
"Delante de la gente no me mires, no suspires, no me llames aunque me ames, Delante de la gente soy tu amigo"
"In front of people don't look at me, don't breathe, don't call me, even if you love me. In front of people I'm you friend,"
Song: Secreto de amor.
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juminsamore · 10 months
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Mr. Responsible
Reader is she/her.  I’ll put the translations at the end.
THE GRIP HE HAS ON ME...WOOF WOOF
a bit angsty, mention of injury 
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Miguel O'Hara, also known as Spider-Man 2099, found himself intrigued by a new recruit named Y/N. She was everything he wasn't—outgoing, impulsive, and full of energy. Miguel couldn't deny the sparks that flew whenever they interacted, but their contrasting personalities often led to fiery arguments.
One sunny afternoon, Y/N was zipping around the HQ, engaging in a friendly competition with another recruit. Miguel watched from a distance, admiring her fearlessness. As she triumphantly celebrated her victory, Y/N spotted Miguel leaning against a wall, observing her with a smirk.
"You see that, Miguel? That's how a real Spider handles business," Y/N boasted, playfully jabbing at him.
Miguel raised an eyebrow. "Sure, if you call reckless behavior and endangering innocent lives 'handling business.'"
Y/N's grin faltered, her playful expression morphing into irritation. "Hey, I get the job done, don't I?
Miguel sighed. "It's not just about getting the job done. We have a responsibility to protect people, and that means using our powers wisely and responsibly."
Y/N crossed her arms, her face defiant. "Oh, here we go with your lectures again, Mr. Responsible."
Miguel's eyes narrowed, his voice tinged with frustration. "Someone has to be responsible around here. It's not all fun and games."
Their bickering continued throughout the week, but beneath their arguments, something deeper began to blossom. Despite their constant clashes, Miguel couldn't deny the growing admiration he felt for Y/N's fearlessness. And Y/N, in her own way, began to appreciate Miguel's dedication to keeping everyone safe.
One evening, after yet another heated debate, Y/N stormed out of the main control room, frustration etched across her face. Miguel followed, catching up to her in the hallway.
"Y/N, espera!" he called out, his voice laced with concern.
Y/N halted, her back to Miguel, her shoulders tense. "What, Miguel? More lectures? I don't need your constant nagging."
Miguel sighed, taking a step closer. "Dios mio,It's not about nagging. I just worry about you, okay? You take unnecessary risks, and it scares me."
Y/N turned around, her eyes flashing with defiance. "I can take care of myself, you know. I don't need you to hold my hand."
Miguel's voice softened. "I know you're capable, Y/N. But we're a team, and we look out for each other. Solo prometeme, you'll be careful."
Y/N looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "I promise."
Days passed, and Y/N couldn't shake the uneasiness growing inside her. She had gone on a solo mission, determined to prove her independence. However, the mission took an unexpected turn, leaving Y/N injured and struggling to conceal her pain.
Back at the HQ, Miguel noticed the worry etched on his teammates' faces. He felt a pang of guilt, realizing Y/N was missing. His anxiety reached its peak, and he raced to find her. He discovered her hunched over in the infirmary, clutching her injured side.
"Y/N!" Miguel exclaimed, rushing to her side. "Que paso? Why didn't you tell anyone?"
Y/N's eyes glistened with tears. "I didn't want you to say 'I told you so.' I didn't want to let you down."
Miguel's heart ached as he gently touched her face. "Y/N, I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt. But when you're hurt, I want to be there for you. We're in this together."
Y/N looked up at him, her defenses crumbling. "I'm sorry, Miguel. I shouldn't have kept it a secret. I was scared."
Miguel pulled her into a comforting embrace. "I understand, Y/N. Let's focus on healing now. And next time, let's face our fears together." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dios mio: My god espera: wait prometeme: promise me que paso: what happened?
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juminsamore · 1 year
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fluff...p l e a s e
Plot bunny?
You are a servant of some god during the Archon War.
He enslaved you and your people, saying that humans are too simple to rule themselves.
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You scratched the dirty floor, trying to achieve perfection as your god demanded it. It didn't matter that your knees hurt as skin gave up and broke. It didn't matter that your fingernails were almost completely destroyed. It didn't matter that your spine was giving up.
This task was the simplest one your pathetic self could do. That's the only thing you could do. Thing that you were made to do.
At least it was what your "Master" said.
Your village laid in the mountains, growing into a small city over the years, slowly connecting with other small villages. It was peaceful, your biggest enemies being some rowdy slimes and a geovishap from time to time. But that changed when your "Master" marched in the town and claimed all that he saw. He was the one who told you that as humans, you are simple, made to serve. He killed anyone who disagreed, showcasing how weak you are.
Now, you almost believed him.
Yet, as years of breaking your back and thinking of not being worthy of doing anything else but serving your master, one moment in your life caused it to change completely.
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You only watched as guards dragged someone, following Master and his toy - Alatus. You wondered who angered your Master this time and yet, as you uncharacteristically looked away from your work on the victim, you couldnt recognise even a bit of human in him. That meant one thing - your Master defeated a new enemy.
His beaten body was a mix of somewhat human and a dragon. He had a long tail with some missing scales and fluffy end was drenched in mud. His clothes that once could be white were mostly covered in blood and dirt. His back was bare of clothing, and you could see whip marks along it, scales on it missing as well. His hair was all over the place, tangled and greasy. And on top of his head you saw two orange horns, that dully glowed.
If it was your old self, you would say that this man was beautiful. But as you learned in the hard way - god's were cruel beings and their beauty was nothing but a mask put over a monster inside.
Your second encounter with him was when you were tasked with cleaning steps leading to the throne. Your Master often ordered servants to clean while he was there, so he could watch over you, as humans were so stupid that they often missed spots.
You dutifully scrubbed the steps and golden decorations while the god that your Master captured was being kicked around by him.
Your Master ordered Alatus to whip him again, and you heard grunts coming out of the strangers mouth. It sounded like he didn't have any strength left to scream.
For some reason you felt... sad? As if you didn't want this stranger to suffer. You were told that god's are heartless and humans are replaceable, so why do you feel sad for him?
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You were tasked with giving the new prisoner food while he waited for his execution. It was weird.
He tried to talk to you. Like you weren't lower being. He thanked you for goodness sake. It wasn't something a god would do. Or maybe it was something your god wouldnt do?
You thought about this for a long time. This stranger was the kindest treatment you experienced in years. You couldn't let him die.
So now there you were, running with a torch and stolen keys through long and gloomy corridors, looking for him.
Your heart was racing and your mind was filled with terror. If you were caught, you would suffer. Why were you even doing this again? Humans weren't supposed to have free will, so why?
You saw him, chained to the walls behind thick bars. His wounded flesh angry red, wounds dirty with various spices that your Master ordered to smear in his wounds. He now looked weak, but you knew it was only because of that collar made of cursed metal. It was suppressing his godly powers.
But not for long.
Frantically you searched the keys and opened his cell. He looked at you shocked - he only saw light when he was dragged outside for torture. And you definitely looked too weak to do that. He was silent as you unchained him and freed his neck from that collar. Grabbing his hand, you stormed out, running towards the hidden exit.
As you stopped and opened door to the outside, you looked in his reptilian eyes.
"Free us please"
You didn't know where these words came from.
As he tried to speak, you heard ruckus and screams. Your Master felt his enemy being freed. You didn't listen to the stranger, pushing him outside and slamming the door, only telling him to go.
You then ran to servants quarters and laid down, praying that the chaos will buy him enough time.
You will be dead by tomorrow morning, but perhaps as you dared to hope, maybe some of the others will taste the freedom in their lives.
luke: plot bunny? :)
also luke: *dishes out a whole fic*
me: what-
also luke: and here's a cliffhanger :)
me: *angery kitten screams*
NO BUT FR THIS IS A WHOLE ASS FIC YOU JUST DROPPED IN MY INBOX HELLO????????? imma cry my zhongli my bby he does not deserve all these tortures ;A;
but but but the potential for this to turn yandere..... oooohfladhufsebfurnsuf frothing screaming salivating-
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juminsamore · 1 year
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The Ruthless Prince: Illustrated on Paperback book (Giveaway!)
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Hello everyone! After hundreds of hurdles and an infinite amount of time I’m finally able to publish The Ruthless Prince on Amazon! 
I know this may seem like I’m gunning for money, but please don’t misunderstand, this is just something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, print my own book! (Also the whole story is still available on tumblr FOR FREE, it’s your own choice whether or not to support me by buying the paperback/ebook version) 
I’m well aware that this is fanfiction, so before anyone goes ahead and messages me that I’m not allowed to sell fanmade items, Mihoyo very much allows the sale of fanmade items, all you have to do is send in an application!
Nevertheless, original story, fanfiction, whatever it may be…I believe that this is still a work of art. I’m just glad that I was able to see it through. 
On to the good stuff!
The whole story is still available on tumblr but the paperback/ebook edition has some extras, mainly:
1. Two extra chapters
2. There are 6 coloured illustrations included.
GIVEAWAY TIME! (under the cut)
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juminsamore · 1 year
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I'm looking for that one ayato fic where he saves you from harm and he's complaining about "how could you be so careless, what if ayaka-" and then the reader is like "If it was so much trouble for you should have let me die"
it's been found
https://at.tumblr.com/rukkiya/look-at-me/p8cnewbczchf
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juminsamore · 1 year
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Taking care of you
Diluc's beloved partner had fallen sick, They've been saying it's the end of them to get Diluc's full attention.
Gender neutral.
A/N: My father got me sick and I feel all icky. So this is very self indulgent, Not proofread. masterlist
Tw: Death mention (I think that's it)
Diluc was relaxing on the couch in his study, feet stretched out and crossed, his coat hung on a coat rack, hair down, book in hand. This week had been eventful, to say the least, His lover, Y/N had fallen ill.
When finding this out Diluc immediately called for doctors to make sure they were alright. The Doctors told him it was 'Just a small cold, they'll be fine in a few days." That put his mind at ease. He dislikes seeing someone he cares about become ill.
Hearing soft muffled footsteps approach slightly his open study room, Diluc let out a small chuckle and put his book down right as you walked into the room. Wrapped around a small blanket.
"Diluuuuuc" you groan, your voice soft but raspy. "Yes, dear? Do you need something?" as he spoke you made your way to him. "I want to be with you," you say, Sitting down next to him facing the back of the couch. You adjust yourself until your head was on his lap face looking at him. He also adjusted himself so you'd be comfortable.
You let out a content hum as diluc starts running his hand through your hair. "Diluc, I... I'm dying" Diluc having been a victim of this dying act of yours for the past few days, rolls his eyes. "You're not dying Darling, you're just sick don't say that," he says looking down at you, soft eyes greeting yours.
"Noo, I'm dying this is the end for me." you dramatically bring a hand to your forehead "Look I'm burning up it's so hot- oh wait no sorry it's just because you're here" you giggle as you move your hand to look at him, his face turns a soft shade of pink.
"Your little act stopped working on me the third time you tried it." Still, just to make sure he puts the back of his hand against your forehead just as he's done other nights before. He's a little surprised when you take his hand and move it down to your lips, leaving small kisses on the back and front of his hand.
"Ah what a shame, since I can't kiss you I thought it was best to put on an act so I could have your attention" you sigh, turning away from him to cough into your elbow. "You always have my attention, no one else has it," he says after you've finished coughing. Diluc hands you a few tissues.
Wiping your mouth, your expression turned into anger. "I swear on Lord Barbatos, I will find the person who got me sick. They will pay for making me feel this way" Diluc shakes his head chuckling. You turn your body so that your face was now facing his stomach. "Now, If you don't mind I'll be taking a nap here." Reaching down to stroke your head he replies "Go right ahead."
"I love you, thank you for taking care of me." you say as you place a kiss on his abdomen. "Of course, I'll always take care of you and I love you." He takes your hand in his and kisses your knuckles. He slowly puts your hand back down, then continues to stroke your head. Once he noticed your breathing got even he picked up his book and begins reading.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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🧍🏻‍♀️ I am back once again asking for help on finding a fic.
It was a zhongli x reader angst. Where the reader is a follower of rex lapis. Sadden by the fact he "died". Reader grew close to zhongli but one day over heard him and aether talking about him being Rex lapis. In the end the reader throws their vision into the sea.
it's been found: https://at.tumblr.com/genshin-obsessed/dying-devotion-zhongli-x-reader/vj1evkcmsv86.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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What if the reason Lovers Oath plays when you first meet Xiao is because Zhongli and Guizhong saw Xiao as their son. So before she died, she made zhongli promise to always protect Xiao. Which is why he couldn't let him die in the chasm.
He swore an oath to protect Xiao.
A Lovers Oath.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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Alright, trying this again now that i remember.
I'm looking for a scaramouche x reader where the reader goes to liyue but their boat crashes. Scara then finds the reader after years/months and takes his anger out on them.
Edit: It's been found
https://sunflowerinyoureyes.tumblr.com/post/688688338652315648/routinely-unwound
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juminsamore · 2 years
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I was really far down the scara angst tag when my cat touched my phone hitting the back button.
I need help finding a fic
it's scaramouche x reader and if i remember correctly it was short (I believe it was a multiple character post) Where at the end scara uses electro on the reader to the point the reader is almost dead then he stops just before and low-key is scared he killed the reader.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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Small moments pt.2
AN: I'm actually so in love with diluc it's becoming a problem bc I can't kiss him
Part one || Masterlist
Pairing: Diluc x Reader.
Gender neutral. Fluff.
Not proofread so let me know if there's any grammar mistakes.
You and Diluc were currently in his office. He was working on some paperwork while you were on a couch relaxing and reading a book. There was a comfortable silence, though the silence would be interpreted by the sounds of papers being moved and pages being flipped.
You stop reading after you hear Diluc sigh, looking up at Diluc watching his facial expression change while looking at the current paper. His brows furrow in confusion. Watching him as he marks the paper in what you think are corrections.
His face relaxes after making the corrections. Your eyes focus on his face, sure you've seen him countless times already but you can't help but study him every chance you get. Your eyes traced his jawline to his neck, then back to his face now looking at his eyes that we're cast downward focused on the paper. A soft smile slowly appeared on your face. You noticed his hair had become messy from the time being here. Probably because he runs his hand through it every time he needs a small stretch. How you love playing with his hair when you both are cuddling. Even if it looks messy sometimes it's still so soft to the touch.
You are lost in your thoughts that you don't notice that his attention is now on you. "Don't you know it's rude to stare?" He asks in a playful tone. Blinking away from your thoughts and looking at him eye to eye "Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. I just can't help it" you say closing your book after bookmarking it. "Why is that?" he asks now following your figure that is making its way to him. You stop next to his chair slowly spinning it to face you. You softly run a hand down the side of his face letting your palm cup his cheek as he leans into your touch. "You're just so beautiful and so pretty. You're my beautiful boy." Dilucs eyes slightly widen as his cheeks and ears slowly are colored pink. He smiles, and replies "Not as beautiful as you, darling." "I love you." You say softly. Diluc pulls you in for a kiss, moving back just slightly he replies "I love you too" and kisses your lips once more.
EXTRA: "Y/N, you're the sun and I'm the moon. Without you, I wouldn't be able to shine." Diluc says to you after you've retuned to the couch. Now it was your turn to blush.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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Ever thought of making a story about.. ‘character’ x s/o, about.. the two gets in an argument and ‘character’ said “I wish I never met you..”.. after the argument, ‘Character’ got into an accident, who seemed fine afterwards. But when their s/o goes visits them, ‘Character’ said “Who are you?”. Their s/o shocked, when they were about to say what they were, s/o remembered ‘Character’s words before, and just said acquaintances. The doctor said it'll take time few days, months, years.. or never... Ever made a story goes like that??-
Okay I know it's more of a request.. I'm sorry if you don't take those anymore! Ignore if you need to (it's my first time requesting). I've been reading your writing style, and I really like 'em a lot.. ending up for me to follow you. I just really wanna see this plot in your style.. Anyways, I enjoy your stories! Hope to see them more soon!
Forget and Regret
Kamisato Ayato x Fem!Reader
Summary: In the heat of an argument, something had been said that shouldn't have been said. "I wish I never met you." Maybe if you just make his wish come true... He'd be so much happier without you.
Tags: Argument, Cursing, Slight Pining, Lying.
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"Why do you have to be so careless?!" Ayato scolded you, you see the maids and Thoma quickly rushing out of the room, and you honestly wish you could do the same.
You had just ruined an entire month's work of Ayato and the Shuumatsuban to ambush the Fatui. You had a special delivery coming from Snezhnaya, and unbeknownst to you, the Fatui managed to get a hold of your package, giving them a perfect way of hiding a surprise attack to the Yashiro Commission and disguising it as a package delivery. The ordeal manage to set back Ayato'd plans of getting the Fatui out of Inazuma.
"All of this happened because of a stupid fucking package, huh?" You flinched a bit when he cursed, feeling even more pathetic than you were a few minutes ago. It's even worse because it's true, all this did happened because of your package.
"I... I didn't k-know-" Your voice was soft and gentle, yet still full of shame. You sat on the couch with your head hung low.
"Yeah, a package from an invading organization that you wanted to be sent directly into our home.... How stupid can you be?!" He was right again, as he always is.
Ayato grabbed the somewhat damaged box beside you, making you avert your eyes towards him. "What the fuck is so important in this box, huh?"
"What is so fucking important that you had to ruin so much of our work?!" You couldn't answer, you just kept quiet, because to be honest, it wasn't anything important, and you were stupid for ordering it in the first place.
"Do you have a fucking answer?!" The longer you kept silent, the more he felt his annoyance grow. His hand clenched, before throwing the box full force at a wall, it made you jump, you were almost scared.
You couldn't hold the tears contained in your eyes anymore, you just sat their and let them drip to your cheeks.
Why were you crying? It was all your fault. You had no right to be upset, but you're still crying. Why were you so stupid?
Your husband wiped his face with his hand in frustration, mumbling a bunch of other curse words. You stood up, walking closer to him and reaching your hand out to comfort him.
His hand caught yours, his eyes had finally bore into yours. His teeth almost seem to grind against each other, "You know... sometimes, I just wish...."
"Sometimes I wish I never met you."
A confused Ayato sat on a bed in front of you, his eyes reading your shocked expression. He just asked who you were....
Thoma cleared his throat, gaining your attention. "Mi'lady, the doctor said that Lord Kamisato had suffered a temporary memory loss after the accident, it might take a while for his memories to recover, but he will more or less be fine." The pyro user reads the lonely expression on your face, feeling bad for you as he recalls that your last meeing with Ayato was... tragic.
After your fight, he left the Estate for a few days, not being able to be seen by anyone, not even his sister. As the days pass by, your worry starts to grow more and more, until eventually, you set out to find him, only to see him passed out on the side of a hill, many bruises and cuts covering his body. You brought him back home, and now... you're here.
"I-I see." You managed to stutter out, trying to process the information.
"...May I know who you are, Mi'lady?" Ayato asked again, speaking to you in such a gentle voice, as if he still loves you. After the fight, you were pretty sure he doesn't feel that anymore.
You missed that gentleness, even though a part of you felt like you didn't deserve it.
So he lost his memory, isn't that just convenient for him. He wished that he never met you, and now, he got his wish.
It was as if you've never met before.
His wish...
You gave him a small smile. "I'm nobody..." As expected, Thoma immediately freezes up in shock. "I just found you unconscious and brought you here, Lord Kamisato." You bowed to truly sell your words.
Thoma approached you, his eyes looking at you disapprovingly. He didn't get a chance to say anything as Ayato already started speaking.
"Thank you..." He trailed off, quietly asking for your name.
"My name isn't important. I-I should get going now." You immediately turned around for the door, hoping that he didn't notice the slight crack of your voice and the tear that fell to your cheek.
You opened the door as quick as you could, wanting to get away immediately because you're scared. You're scared that you would go back, that you would tell him you were spitting out bullshit and you're actually his wife and you'd hug him and comfort him in the state that he's in.
But... this is what he wants...
...right?
Yeah... he said he wishes that he hadn't met you.
But, you weren't gonna walk out without an explanation. Thoma stood in front of you not letting you take another step to the front door. "You have to be kidding me right now, Y/N." Thoma looked like he was gonna scold you, and you knew you wouldn't be able to take it.
You just shook your head at him. "P-Please, just..." A sob managed to slip from your mouth. "H-He doesn't need me right now, I'd just m-mess things up again."
Thoma crossed his arms at you, not agreeing with you at all. "I know you, Y/N. What happened was just an accident, you would never do anything bad on purpose." He still felt bad for you, but he didn't want you to this to yourself. "I know what happened between you two a few days ago. But believe me when I say that he loves you, Y/N."
"Really?" You said, unconvinced of his statement. You saw on your peripheral a familiar destroyed box, before picking it off the ground and handing it over to Thoma. "I really don't think he does anymore, especially not now."
You walked passed him, through the door, out to Chinju Forest... until you're all the way back to your old house that you hadn't manage to sell yet, onto your unused bed, and until you're crying into your pillow.
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Ayato's gaze was fixed on where you stood...
Why... did it feel like the room lit up when you were in there?
Why did the small smile you gave him warmed his confused demeanor?
Why did he feel his heart ache when you told him you were a nobody?
Why... did the room suddenly turn gloom as soon as you left him?
Y/N... Y/N, the name swirled around his brain when he heard Thoma call out to you after you left the room.
"Thoma..." He called for his retainer. "Is it possible for me to see Miss Y/N again?"
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Yes, this is a cliffhanger... I'll probably make a part 2, but IDK.
Also, tnx for requesting anon, I hope you like your first ever requested fic. (・∀・)
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juminsamore · 2 years
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I need help finding a fic
it's scaramouche x reader and if i remember correctly it was short (I believe it was a multiple character post) Where at the end scara uses electro on the reader to the point the reader is almost dead then he stops just before and low-key is scared he killed the reader.
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juminsamore · 2 years
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To Be Betrayed and to Betray.
(Part 1/?)
SPOILERS FOR 3.1
I might add more parts dunno.
Summary: During Scaramouche's past, he met you. You were someone who never betrayed him someone who loved him with your entire being. Seems like he didn't feel the same. He left.
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"I'm leaving." These were the last words Kuniku-, No these were the last words Scaramouche said to you as he left. Not once looking back. Were you not deserving of an explanation?
After Scaramouche left you. You were filled with rage, sorrow, and heartbreak.
He told you about his plans once.
To become a God.
To become numb to all emotions.
Though you always thought that was him just making impossible plans or a spur-of-the-moment thing. How silly of you to think that. Only after he left to join the fatui... you realised that his words may have some truth behind them.
"The first to betray me was a God, my creator, my mother." You recall him telling you in a moment of weakness. "The next? My friend....my family" Did he not view you as that all that time you two were together? "The last was someone like me. Who broke his promise." You remember the pain in his eyes as he told you his story. Was it all an act? Did he let you in just to crush you after?
All those moments you two spent together, were they just all one-sided? Those moments of intimacy, happiness, and shared weaknesses all for nothing?
"What a joke" you talk to yourself "What an amazing joke! I should have known..." Tears you were holding back finally escaped your eyes. You furiously rub them away. "...He that was betrayed will only betray others."
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juminsamore · 2 years
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GOOD BYE. ALBEDO HAS ME BLUSHING.
🥺 This gives me ideas
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juminsamore · 2 years
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UH..... funny thing i was telling my friend after i got my first cyno "Man can i get a double 5 star and have it be diluc... "C1 cyno appears* "NOOOOOOOO"
My friend then ended up getting C2 diluc and wgs 🥲 That was my 13th reason. I'm so sad.
THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT WHEN I SAID I WANTED A DOUBLE 5*
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juminsamore · 2 years
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Hello! Welcome to my blog!!
I'm not really much of a writer but i do have some works! I'm 22 and and you can call me Sarah. If you'd like to request something go ahead! No promises they'll be good but I'd like to try to get better at writing!!
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